Chapter 75

Finally, the girl before me was almost finished. I heard shouting and cheering from the audience. I watched the end of her routine from the side of the stage. She was good.

"Next up, we have a first-time performer," the announcer said, his voice booming over the loud speakers. Deep breath. "Put your hands together for ... Amber Lee!"

The music started immediately and I bounded out on to the stage. There was some scattered applause. I looked out into the crowd, looking for McKayla. The lights were bright and that helped calm me a little.

As the base pumped, I gyrated my hips around and struck a couple of seductive poses. I danced around, sticking my ass out and cupping my breasts. I slowly shed my top, revealing the black lace push-up bra that gave me as much cleavage as was humanly possible.

I flipped my skirt up a few times, flashing the white cotton panties I had put on. I knew I only had about three minutes, but I didn't want to toss everything aside in the first 30 seconds and then have to dance around and kill a bunch of time, so I tried to take it slow, but not too slow to be boring.

Besides, I also wanted to tease McKayla who was sitting somewhere out in the audience. The music played on.

I reached behind my back and popped the clasp on my bra. I caught the cups before it came off completely. Prancing around the stage, I flashed my breasts one at a time to the guys in the front row, then turned my back to the audience and tossed the bra aside.

Then I turned around, my hands covering my now bare chest.

I cupped my breasts and pushed them together, then I threw my head back and let them go. That brought a cheer from those watching.

The adrenaline was running through my veins. I shook my chest for a second, then fell on to my back, all the while making humping motions with my hips. I looked in the general direction of where McKayla was sitting, hoping to catch a glimpse of her, but the lights were too bright.

My hands hooked the insides of my panties and I slipped them down over my hips. My legs were together and the skirt was covering me up.

Right next to the stage was a middle-aged guy who was staring at me intently. I winked at him and pushed my panties all the way off, then tossed them into his lap.

I stood and went to the pole in the middle of the stage. Holding myself up, I bent over and stuck my ass out. My face was flush with excitement as I flipped my skirt up, this time exposing my bare ass to the audience.

There was a lewd howl.

With a naughty smile on my lips, I danced around the stage some more, knowing that the song was almost over.

My ending move was to spin around the pole and finish on the floor of the stage, my skirt pulled up, exposing myself to everyone.

The music stopped and I stood. The audience applauded, some more enthusiastically than others. I blew a kiss in McKayla's general direction, waved to the crowd then went back to the dressing area.

I went to where my stuff was, threw on a t-shirt and got out a bottle of water. The stage manager came up to me.

"First time, huh?" she said. I nodded. "You were good. Kind of awkward with the pole, but you've got good moves. With a little bit of work, you could make a lot of money."

The assessment was quick, professional and to the point. It wasn't a full on sales pitch, but she was clearly catering to my ego and my need for cash.

"I like that you just didn't strip down and dry fuck for four minutes," she rolled her eyes. "Some girls do that and it drives me nuts. We usually stop the music on them. Listen, you're not going to win tonight, but if you're interested in working here, we can get someone to coach you up."

My face turned a brighter shade of red. I had never considered doing this for a living, but a part of me was flattered that someone from the club noticed.

"Maybe some other time," I replied. "I just wanted to see what it was like."

"Did you like being on stage?"

"Yes," I admitted.

"I knew you did," the woman smiled. "You seemed like you wanted to please the crowd."